I remember when my brother and I were making a snowman, we found some fir cones, making them buttons, the nose was made of a piece of a large icicle, and on his head we wore a torn officer's cap found somewhere.
Snow complicated life not in winter, but in the spring - because the school was in another village, and it was necessary to go through the ravine. In the winter and summer there was quite a convenient path, but in the spring this ravine (usually completely dry) turned from thawed water into a stormy river, over which even large logs swam away. I had to go around, passing an extra 1.5 kilometers. Strange, but for some reason nobody wanted to build the bridge.
Snow complicated life not in winter, but in the spring - because the school was in another village, and it was necessary to go through the ravine. In the winter and summer there was quite a convenient path, but in the spring this ravine (usually completely dry) turned from thawed water into a stormy river, over which even large logs swam away. I had to go around, passing an extra 1.5 kilometers. Strange, but for some reason nobody wanted to build the bridge.